Twiddle your long moustache and don your jaunty little beret, it is Bastille Day at Chez Magnetobold and we are about to crack open the Moet.
This year I went a little off the traditional characterture of the French meal, sure there was camembert and baguette, because well HOT CRUSTY BREAD AND CHEESE , but I wanted to delve a little deeper to make an actual meal instead of a free for all motorboating a wheel of melted cheese.
*stops for a minute to visualise and swoons at the thought*
And I was craving a steak. The fourth steak in my LIFE, true story.
We started the day with Pain au chocolat (chocolate croissant) and I totally cheated and got a fresh one during my break at work.
I got home after a looooooong day to a husband with Man Flu and a bouncing ball of Boo after his first day back at school, ready to transform this place into Chateau de Bold or at least just the dining table.
A cheap arsed red tablecloth that WOULD NOT be tamed, and some blue and red sparkly thingies left over from our Australia Day shenanigans hung out on the table while I printed out some awesome flag things from here.
White plates and serving ware and serviettes that kinda sorta OMGWORKWITHMEHEREIHADALONGDAY look like flags, completed the look and we were all fucking frenchified.
And cracked open the mini bottles of Moet.
While we were cooking we
gorged snacked on camembert and fresh hot baguette (food of the fucking GODS).
I was in charge of the creamed leeks, MPS was in charge of
setting off the smoke detectors steak and fries.
Voila! Steak, creamed leek and french fries. Of course.
It was magnificent. Even when I was stuffed to the gills, I was still cramming that creamed leek down my throat.
Needless to say the dessert of creme caramel went untouched and unphotographed.
And now for the recipe!
2 large leeks, white parts only
about a tbsp of butter
2 tbsp of water
1/2 cup of cream
1/2 cup of finely grated parmesan
Chop the leeks finely and then submerge in a bowl of water to remove all of the grit.
Heat a frypan and melt the butter, add the leeks and the water.
Generously season with salt and pepper.
Put the lid on and sweat the leeks on low until they have softened and you have drunk half a bottle of champagne and gorged on cheese and bread. About 10 minutes.
When the leeks are soft, drain off some of the water if required and add the cream and half the cheese.
Mix constantly over a medium heat to thicken slightly.
Generously season with a fucktonne of pepper because I love that shit.*
Add the rest of the cheese and stir well.
Lick the spoon.**
Place on serving plates and top with well rested rare steak. And French Fries.
After dinner go and sop up all of the left over juices in the pan with the baguette that you hid under your napkin from the ravenous teenager.
*this step is purely optional. Lightweight.
** probably should reverse these steps for hygiene and shit.